I'm alive but dead, awake but asleep As friend gather round and mourners they weep My mind thinks of all the things I have done My body is cold but my
Clarisse what perfume you wearing today No don't tell me I know And the soap that you washed with Come to me don't feel scared I'm not going to bite Well
Gather round and listen to The tales I have to tell Of demons, death and misery In this wonderland called Hell The things that children dream of Are
Seek him here seek him on the highway Never knowing when he'll appear All await engine's ticking over Hear the roar as they sense the fear Wheels a glint
Well I feel something's taking me,I don't know where? It's like a trip inside a seperate mind! The ghost of tomorrow,of my favorite dream, Is telling
Told you the story 'bout a teacher's pet Well, you ain't heard nothing yet Skool Daze over teacher thinks that's no lie Skirts up, heads down, playtime
Transparently obvious, tactless and trite You give up on life mate, your not worth the fight We're looking right through you to see to the soul But sadly
Good Golly said little Miss Molly When she was rockin' in the house of the blue light Tooty Fruity was, oh, so rotty Rockin' to the east and west Loucile
Questioning the future with flaming intent I kneel before the temples of ice Crystalized walls rise to ten thousand feet Behind lies the answers to life
Come hear, the moon is calling The witching hour draws near Come hear the bell is tolling Mortals run in fear Prepare the altar now And hear the virgins
Переклад: Отрута. Buried Alive.
: I'm alive but dead, awake but asleep As friend gather round and mourners they weep My mind thinks of all the things I have done My body is cold but
